Great Loves: Nellie and Coach Wooden
14/02/2012 § 3 Comments
After she passed away in 1985, Coach Wooden wrote his wife Nellie — his first, last and true love — a love letter every month.
Interviewer: How do you make love last in a marriage?
Coach: There’s only one way. Truly truly truly love. Most powerful thing there is. It’s true, it’s true. It must be true.
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Sitting In A Tree
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Great Loves: Clementine and Winston
12/02/2012 § 1 Comment
In the month of February,
my mind always turns to great love stories…
Engagement photo of Winston Churchill and Clementine Hozier, 1908.
Blenheim Palace
My dearest,
How are you? I send you my best love to salute you: & I am getting up at once in order if you like to walk to the rose garden after breakfast & pick a bunch before you start. You will have to leave here about 10:30 & I will come with you to Oxford.
Shall I not give you a letter for your Mother?
Always
W.
{Winston’s letter to Clementine the morning after she accepted his proposal. He inquires if he should write a letter of engagement to present to her mother.}
(The morning after my engagement August 1908)
Blenheim Palace
My dearest
I am very well – Yes please give me a letter to take to Mother– I should love to go to the rose garden.
Yours always
Clementine
During their 56 year marriage, Clementine and Winston wrote frequently to each other when they were apart — and even when they were home together — usually calling each other by pet names and including drawings.
He was her “pug,” she was his “cat”
15 September 1909 Kronprinz Hotel
Wurzburg
My darling, We have been out all day watching these great manoeuvres. . . .
I have a very nice horse from the Emperor’s stable, & am able to ride about wherever I chose with a suitable retinue. As I am supposed to be an ‘Excellency’ I get a vy good place. Freddie on the other hand is ill-used. These people are so amazingly routinière that anything the least out of the ordinary – anything they have not considered officially & for months–upsets them dreadfully….I saw the Emperor today & had a few mintues’ talk with him. He is vy sallow–but otherwise looks quite well. . . . .
We have had a banquet tonight at the Bavarian palace. A crowd of princes & princelets & the foreign officers of various countries. It began at 6 p.m. & was extremely dull. . . .
This army is a terrible engine. It marches sometimes 35 miles in a day. It is in number as the sands of the sea–& with all the modern conveniences. There is a complete divorce between the two sides of German life–the Imperialists & Socialist. Nothing unites them. They are two different nations. With us there are so many shades. Here it is all black & white (the Prussian colours). I think another 50 years will see a wiser & gentler world. But we shall not be spectators of it. Only the P.K. will glitter in a happier scene. How easily men could make things much better than they are–if only all tried together! Much as was attracts me & fascinates my mind with its tremendous situation–I feel more deeply every year–& can measure the feeling here in the midst of arms–what vile & wicked folly & barbarism it all is.
Sweet cat–I kiss your vision as it rises before my mind. Your dear heart throbs often in my own. God bless you darling keep you safe & sound.
Kiss the P.K. for me all over
With fondest love
W.
[drawing]
This is the galloping pug–for European travel.
{P.K. meant “puppy kitten” — their first child}
This is the cat…not so good as your dog, but her eyes are flashing so that she is obliged to turn her back.
Clem
Images via Life Archives, Library of Congress. Letters via Daily Mail, Library of Congress.
More great love stories:
Kate and Spencer
Joanne and Paul
Elizabeth and Richard
Marilyn and Joe
Bacall and Bogart
Great Loves: Kate and Spencer
02/02/2012 § Leave a comment
In the month of February,
my mind always turns to great love stories…
“It was a unique feeling that I had for [Tracy].
I would have done anything for him.”
Spencer Tracy and Katharine Hepburn first appeared onscreen together in Woman of the Year (1942). Soon thereafter they began a relationship that was to last over twenty years, until Tracy’s death in 1967. Tracy and Hepburn did not live together until the final years of Tracy’s life and were never married, due to the fact that Tracy already had a wife, Louise Tracy, who he married in 1923 and never divorced. He supported Louise, and their two children, but he almost always lived separately from the household. The romance between Tracy and Hepburn was hidden from the public, but in Hollywood it was an open secret.
Spencer was a troubled soul, a sometimes alcoholic, a lapsed Catholic,
a philanderer, and Kate completely devoted herself to him.
More great love stories:
Joanne and Paul
Elizabeth and Richard
Marilyn and Joe
Bacall and Bogart